The Lin family wanted the spirit mine, and the Han family was willing to give it. However, they never expected the Han family to be so resolute, refusing to hand over the spirit mine even after their family was destroyed.
"Patriarch Lin, this is where you are wrong!"
Lu Fan suddenly said, "The Taiyuan Spirit Mine originally belonged to the Lin family. If you seize it through such underhanded means, what will happen to the Lin family's reputation when this gets out!"
"Who are you?"
Patriarch Lin was surprised. Although Lu Fan was young, his aura was extraordinary. If he were from the Han family, they would need to be exceptionally careful.
"I am a friend of Young Master Han!"
Lu Fan smiled lightly, "If these two great families go to war today, neither the Lin family nor the Han family will fare well!"
"Brother Lu!"
Han Feng's expression changed. He wanted to dissuade Lu Fan, as this was the Han family's affair, and he naturally did not want to involve Lu Fan.
"Don't worry, I have my limits!"
Lu Fan waved his hand and added, "While the Lin family's people are indeed stronger than the Han family today, if the Han family's descendants rise one day, the Lin family might not escape a deadly fate!"
"Hmph, my dignified Lin family would fear the Han family's descendants?"
Lin Ziying's expression was cold. She had been exceptionally talented since childhood, becoming a Spirit King at a young age. Among the younger generation, she had never taken anyone seriously.
"Miss Lin is so confident, how about we make a bet?" Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.
"If you can defeat me in front of everyone, the Han family will cede the Taiyuan Spirit Vein."
Lu Fan spoke solemnly, "If I am defeated, the Lin family will leave Han City and never set foot in it again!"
"Just you?"
Lin Ziying sneered, not taking Lu Fan seriously at all. As a proud prodigy of the Lin family, she naturally paid no mind to who Lu Fan was.
"I think this proposal is excellent!"
Patriarch Lin nodded and then looked at Patriarch Han, "What do you think?"
"The Han family has no objections!"
Han Feng spoke first, "However, the Lin family must abide by their promise. If they lose, they will leave Han City and not trouble the Han family!"
"It's a deal!"
Patriarch Lin nodded, his eyes gleaming. He had great confidence in his daughter's strength.
Most importantly, this way, the Lin family would not be seen as bullying the weak.
Lin Ziying glanced at Lu Fan, her figure instantly appearing on the plaza. She looked at Lu Fan and said, "Be careful during the match. Swords and blades have no eyes. If you lose, I won't spare your life!"
"Miss Lin, please make your move. If you can touch even a thread of my clothing, then I have lost!"
Lu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his figure leaping out with a certain grace.
"Xiao Feng, will Brother Lu be alright?"
Patriarch Han asked, "This matter has nothing to do with him!"
"Father, rest assured. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be so confident, but with the Sect Master making a move, this matter will surely be resolved!" Han Feng said with a serious expression.
At Beihai Academy, Lu Fan had already shown his brilliance. Dealing with Lin Ziying now would not be difficult.
Patriarch Han nodded but still felt some worry. This was originally the Han family's affair, and if Lu Fan were to be implicated, how could he bear it?
"Ziying, strike quickly. Don't let him gain the upper hand!"
Patriarch Lin reminded her, his expression solemn. He naturally did not want Lin Ziying to lose.
"Father, don't worry. I don't need much effort to deal with him!" Lin Ziying said indifferently.
Lu Fan stood to the side, offering a wry smile at these words.
In an instant, Lin Ziying appeared before Lu Fan like a phantom, intending to intimidate him. But at that moment, Lu Fan's figure vanished from his original position.
By the time Lu Fan reappeared, Lin Ziying was slightly surprised. Lu Fan's speed was not just a little faster than hers.
"Such speed, could this person also be a Spirit King?"
An elder from the Lin family spoke, looking somewhat astonished.
"If you have the ability, fight me head-on. What kind of skill is it to hide and dodge?"
Lin Ziying said coldly. She had lost face in her previous attempt and was naturally displeased with Lu Fan.
"If you fight head-on, you'll likely be even less of my match!"
Lu Fan sneered. Lightning power instantly condensed in his palm. This lightning power was the essence of the Xuan Lei Jue.
Boom!
With a loud roar, Lin Ziying's figure was violently sent flying. In Lu Fan's hands, she could not even last a few moves.
"So strong!"
Patriarch Han was astonished. He could clearly feel that Lu Fan's strength was completely above his. If Lu Fan wished, he would not be his opponent.
Patriarch Lin also saw the situation and frowned. The technique Lu Fan had just displayed was extraordinary, subtly borrowing the power of heaven and earth.
"Miss Lin, you have already lost!" Lu Fan said with a light smile, "According to our promise, the Lin family will leave Han City."
"Who says I lost!"
Lin Ziying said coldly, "I was just momentarily distracted, which allowed you to sneak attack. This time, I won't hold back."
Lu Fan sneered, finding Lin Ziying's stubbornness quite amusing. "Since Miss Lin refuses to admit defeat, I will fight until you admit defeat. I want to see what abilities Miss Lin truly possesses!"
"Hmph!"
Lin Ziying snorted and charged at Lu Fan again, exuding a powerful aura.
Sensing this aura, Lu Fan calmly retreated backward, his gaze growing colder. At that very moment, a flame suddenly appeared in his palm. This flame was extremely strange, burning on Lu Fan's palm with world-destroying power, causing the temperature of all of Han City to rise.
"What is this thing? How can it be so terrifying?"
Patriarch Han exclaimed. He had roamed the Spirit Realm for so many years but had never felt such a terrifying aura. Han Feng also stood stunned, not even knowing what technique Lu Fan was using.
During the Beihai Grand Assembly, Lu Fan had never displayed such terrifying power.
Lin Ziying coughed dryly, her figure constantly retreating, even showing a hint of panic. She could never have imagined that Lu Fan, who looked so ordinary, could possess such deterrence. Such a terrifying aura was not something she could resist.
"Sacred Fire!"
Patriarch Lin was greatly startled. He never expected that Lu Fan, so young, would control the Sacred Fire. This was no ordinary power; even he would have to retreat a few steps.
"Miss Lin, do you concede?"
Lu Fan held the White Lotus Sacred Fire in his hand, his gaze fixed on Lin Ziying, exuding a surging aura. The temperature felt by everyone in Han City was exceptionally terrifying.
The fact that the entire city could feel such a sensation was enough to show how powerful the flame Lu Fan controlled was.
"I..."
Lin Ziying retreated a few more steps, "I concede!"
She was finally afraid, for she felt terror. If Lu Fan attacked her, she would surely not survive.